Learning to Trust - M.A. Innes Page 0,79
away, but instead of punishing me, he slid my sweats to the floor and soon my underwear followed.
But being naked only made my anticipation worse.
I think he knew that because he made a low, pleased sound as he teased around my dick and balls. “I’ve been reading articles on different forms of control that a Dom or Daddy sometimes has over his boy.”
Oh, I wasn’t sure I liked the excitement in his voice.
“What do you think about trying out a cock cage for me?” His fingers wrapped around the base of my dick, imitating a restraint. Just the idea had my erection pulsing in his hand, and I was suddenly very glad for the makeshift cock ring.
He gave a low, dark chuckle. “I think that was a yes.”
Possibly.
But thankfully, he didn’t require words or a commitment right then.
Or I might have said yes, because it was so crazy erotic.
He slowly relaxed his grip and gave my dick a gentle stroke. “They make ones where I could keep you hard here around the apartment as you did your chores, naked and needy. Or I might get you one that keeps you soft and trapped until I’m ready to let you come.”
Oh yes, Daddy liked that idea.
I was going to end up caged.
Just the thought sent another shiver through me. I’d never thought I’d find anyone willing to explore things like that with me. I’d always been skeptical, and everything with Stan had made me even more so…but this…my relationship with Leon was everything I’d ever wanted.
“But I’ll have to put that off to another time. I promised you an orgasm, didn’t I?” His question had my head bobbing frantically.
He chuckled and gave my cock a pat that had it bobbing. It was just enough of a hint at the delicious threat he’d made earlier about pain other places to have me whining and arching my dick out into the air.
“You’re going to be punished if you keep up that greedy behavior, naughty boy.” Daddy’s voice had an edge of eagerness that said punishing me might be fun.
Maybe he’d been spending too much time researching lately.
“I’m sorry.” I sucked in a breath and fought to control my wayward body. “I’ll be good.”
“Another time I’ll test that promise and see how long you can be good for, but for now, I have a promise to keep.”
Thank god.
But was he talking about edging me?
No more research for Daddy.
He slowly eased back, trailing his fingers over me. “Go climb on the middle of the bed and lean against the wall.”
Scrambling to obey before he could change his mind, I sat up against the wall with the pillows at my back.
“Good boy.” The expression on his face was curious but heated as he walked around the end of the bed. As he climbed on, he looked down toward my legs. “Spread your legs and bring your knees up.”
I could feel my face heating as I displayed myself for him, but my dick waving around gave away how sexy I found it. He made a low, pleased sound and smiled as he gestured toward my legs. “Wider, my boy. I can’t watch you playing with yourself if you’re hiding your body. That won’t give me a good show.”
Oh wow.
I was staring stupidly at him, but again, my dick knew what it liked because precum slicked up the tip. All I could feel was aching pleasure as the image of jerking off for him ran through my mind. I tried to ask if he was sure, but that wasn’t going to work.
Thankfully, he nodded. “Yes, you have permission to touch yourself just this time. Now don’t keep me waiting.”
Moving my hand was easier than talking, so that went a lot more smoothly. As my fingers wrapped around my erection, he spoke again. “Do you need lotion? Lube?”
With every new embarrassment, my dick got harder. I shook my head and kept my touch light as I started to stroke. I think we both knew I wasn’t going to last long because Daddy started to speak, distracting me.
“Reach up and pinch one nipple. Yes, that’s a good boy. That’s a much better show.”
If he kept saying things like that, I was going to come before either of us had a chance to enjoy it.
But I obeyed, pinching my nipple again and moaning as the painful pleasure washed through me. It was all too good and I found my eyes closing as the sensations built. Daddy’s fingers started slowly stroking my